Longevity Martial Arts: I have a Mysterious Water Snake Avatar-Chapter 619 - 446: Wishing Everyone in the World Equality, With Heads Held High Like Dragons! (6k)_2
Hong Yuan slowly exhaled a breath of turbid air, his eyes radiant as he thought, In this life, let the Sword Body always be Bo Qing~
SWOOSH—
Hong Yuan relaxed his self-awareness, allowing the waters of the Reverse River to carry him downstream.
With a smile, he watched the Butterfly Sword Martial Saint’s eyes from a distance, waving at her in response.
At the same time, Hong Yuan also noticed the Third Ancestor of the Ji Clan.
Previously, not long after he had achieved the status of a Seventh-Tier Martial Saint, he had been invited to attend this Ji Clan Ancestor’s birthday banquet.
At that banquet, their interaction had been quite friendly!
BOOM!
With an agile carp flip, Hong Yuan swiftly leaped out of the Reverse River.
Once free of the Reverse River, Hong Yuan could once again calmly use Immortal Nuance and Divine Power techniques.
A swirl of azure light enveloped Hong Yuan, and he was no longer the drenched, bedraggled figure from before.
At this moment, in his Sword Body, Hong Yuan was tall and lean, with a handsome face and eyes as serene as a deep pool.
Dressed in azure robes, standing with one hand behind his back, he exuded an air of tranquility and refined elegance. He moved with an air of detached grace, as if all things were beneath his notice, ethereal as a gentle cloud or a mild breeze.
He truly resembled a splendid orchid or a noble tree, unworldly like a Sword Immortal, presenting a remarkably fine appearance!
"Greetings, Ancestor," Hong Yuan said, sweeping his sleeve and bowing to the Third Ancestor of the Ji Clan.
"Well done." The Third Ancestor of the Ji Clan’s eyes lit up upon seeing him and promptly helped Hong Yuan up.
The Butterfly Sword Martial Saint, for her part, chose to remain silent at this time.
Her gaze intently fixed on Hong Yuan, she gently tugged at the hem of his robes.
"Qing, let’s go home," the Butterfly Sword Martial Saint said tenderly, about to depart with Hong Yuan.
Partway there, the Snow Soul Great Saint stepped forward, blocking their path.
The Snow Soul Great Saint positioned himself on the Great Taoism, obstructing their route.
A terrifying aura erupted from the Snow Soul Great Saint, spreading in all directions.
In an instant, dark clouds gathered, lightning crackled, gales raged—it was as if the heavens and earth were being overturned!
"Have you had enough?!"
"The Heavenly Palace is not a place where you can come and go as you please."
"The matter of the Golden Book Jade Signature has yet to be resolved, and Bo Qing cannot leave prematurely."
"This concerns the vital interests of our race; how can it be treated as child’s play?"
"Are you unwilling to make even the smallest sacrifice? This is utterly outrageous!!"
The Snow Soul Great Saint bellowed fiercely.
His face was a mask of righteous indignation, and his words rang with solemn conviction.
At his summons, Great Saints arrived one after another.
They stood behind the Snow Soul Great Saint, showing their support.
There were four Great Saints in total—a formidable force capable of decimating a major clan of the Demon Clan!
"You, you..."
The Butterfly Sword Martial Saint’s willow-like brows furrowed, the anger she had painstakingly suppressed flaring up once more.
However, this immense pressure was definitely not something a lone Seventh-Tier Martial Saint like her could withstand.
At that critical moment, Hong Yuan took a step forward, shielding the Butterfly Sword Martial Saint behind him and facing the immense pressure alone.
Compared to the Butterfly Sword Martial Saint’s anger, Hong Yuan’s heart was actually very calm in the face of these sudden changes.
Very calm indeed.
Hong Yuan had long understood: the essence of an organization is one group of people solving problems for another to make a living. One group and another, in the end, are all just people!
"Heh."
Facing the Snow Soul Great Saint directly, Hong Yuan sneered, "Sacrifice? Anyone can speak of sacrifice, but your Soul Killing lineage? You have no right!"
BOOM—
In that instant, thunder cracked from a clear sky.
Instantly, the Snow Soul Great Saint’s face contorted into a ghastly visage, like a demonic fiend.
The other Great Saints were also startled.
Everyone knew that the conflict between the Soul Killing Demon Emperor and the Great Moon Saint was an eternal sore spot for the Soul Killing lineage. It was the reason they were always considered a step below other Emperor Tao Heritages within the Human Race!
Bo Qing was truly twisting the knife with his words!
"Quite the sharp-tongued brat," the Snow Soul Great Saint said, his eyes chilling.
To the side, the Third Ancestor of the Ji Clan was very pleased with "Bo Qing’s" performance.
Comparing him again to Jiang Yi, The Son-In-Law, she couldn’t help but shake her head, further solidifying her approval of "Bo Qing."
And when she heard the Snow Soul Great Saint, an elder, shamelessly trying to bully someone younger, her smiling, gentle face instantly turned cold. "Audacious! Do you truly think I am not here?"
The next moment, to everyone’s disbelief, a majestic aura erupted from the Third Ancestor of the Ji Clan—as vast as the sun, moon, and Stars, as immense as the heavens and earth.
Quasi-Emperor!
Instantly, the Snow Soul Great Saint and the three other Great Saints were suppressed until their faces turned purple, their earlier arrogance completely gone.
How is this possible? How could she have broken through to this realm?! The Snow Soul Great Saint looked dazed, a chill running through his body.
The intelligence he had received was grievously wrong!
Although Great Saints and Quasi-Emperors are both Tier Eight, sharing the same rank, the five conditions to achieve Tier Nine Great Emperor status are exceedingly stringent, like an impossible dream. Thus, the disparity in combat power among Tier Eight experts can be as vast as heaven and earth!
This Quasi-Emperor, possessing a fraction of a Great Emperor’s traits, was second only to those who achieved Tao through alternative means and Great Emperors themselves!
Ah, Tier Nine...
To contend without shattering, to be constrained yet reveal sharpness at every turn—truly worthy of an Ancestor from an ancient clan. It seems human relationships and worldly wisdom can also be leveraged, much like Sword Tao Combat Skills.
Hong Yuan’s expression remained calm.
His heart, however, was quite exhilarated.
It didn’t matter whether he personally taught Snow Soul Great Saint and these other Masters a lesson; just seeing the looks of grief and indignation on their faces made Hong Yuan feel utterly delighted.
